My husband had been working away from home for the last twelve weeks.
Telephone calls were no longer doing it for us, and I had to see him.
I decided to pack up the car and take a three day weekend to spend with him. I was relaxing in the car, with the air conditioning running, and thinking of how surprised he was going to be when I got to the hotel. I walked into the lobby an hour later, only to be greeted with extreme heat. The lobby attendant told me there was a problem with the AC unit in the lobby, but he assured me it was not affecting the rooms themselves. I asked him to call my husband’s room so I could talk to him. The attendant handed me the phone and all I said was, “Honey, I’m home. Come and get me.”, and I hung up. I couldn’t wait until the doors of the elevator opened. The man came out and his eyes were sparkling as he grabbed me and kissed me. My cheeks were so hot and I couldn’t breathe when I realized this wasn’t my husband. I apologized and told him they must have called the wrong room. He thought I was his blind date. I was wishing for the air conditioning to be working. I ran into the elevator and hit the third floor and ran to room 28. I was so glad for the AC in the room. When I got done telling him what happened, he was laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe. The attendant was right about the air conditioning in the rooms. I sat by it until my husband could compose himself.
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